Gifted Cock
He indulges me. Sometimes enthusiastically, occasionally befuddledly, other times with a half-horrified I can’t believe you actually want to do that look on his face and a confused “Ohhh…kaaaaay…” on… Read more »
Category: Point? What Point? I’m not Pointy. I’m Round.
Practice
Him: I don’t really practice road rage. Me: Well, you’ll never get good at it if you don’t practice. Him: [. . . ?] Me: Practice makes perfect!
Bondage Bunny
Or, y’know… Rope kitten. Same thing, really. 😉
This post is not even remotely sexy. Consider yourself forewarned.
So this morning I woke up at the asscrack of pre-dawn, for once NOT because I was getting tromped on by an overweight oh-so-starving kitty, but because I was sick…. Read more »